Reborn Tiger Poison Eater

The dam built in the bottom of Zhuo Yang's heart to hold back certain complex emotions was first loosened by bits of news about Yan Yaoqin, and then a small hole was dug by a phone call without warning, and finally could not bear the long-standing accumulation The impact of longing, crashing, and the emotional torrent that deviated from the track poured down.

The father and son regained contact so suddenly, but naturally.

Initially, Yan Yaoqin only chose to call over with trepidation on weekends or festivals.There is an endless ocean between them, they live in different environments, at different times, in different seasons, and they live completely uninterrupted lives. It is difficult to find a topic, so the introduction of each conversation is always Fat Dog Bo Compare.

Yan Yaoqin, who has always cherished words like gold, became nagging on the phone, why Bobby has a girlfriend, Bobby has diarrhea, Bobby is lying on the sofa watching TV secretly, Bobby ate three big meat bones in the morning Great, Bobby Bobby... Just like a father showing off the fat child he raised by himself, there are every detail and every detail.

After getting off to a good start, he will give full play to his business negotiating skills and pretend to casually bring the topic to Zhuo Yang.He kept asking about his health status, the climate in Australia, his mood, his reading progress, and the range of friends he made. The content was the same every time, but he never tired of it. In the end, he seemed to have nothing to say, and he refused to hang up easily. broken.

The time limit for those calls became longer and longer. Several times, Zhuo Yang was lying on the bed talking on the phone, and unconsciously fell asleep holding the phone.When he woke up, Yan Yaoqin still did not hang up, there was a faint hissing sound from the receiver, carefully identified, it was the sound of burning cigarette butts.

Yan Yaoqin spent the long night smoking a cigarette while listening to his son's sleeping breath, perhaps the ashes in the ashtray had already burst to overflowing.Zhuo Yang wanted to remind him to pay attention to his health, but he held back after thinking about it, as if if he spoke, he would be at a disadvantage.

In desperation, I had no choice but to go around in a big circle, half suggesting and half blaming: "Remember to smoke less, elder brother works very hard, father should be considerate, don't let him worry about the health of the family anymore." I'm worried."

In many cases, the big brother is very useful.

Yan Yaoqin tasted the flavor of the words, a little lost, but still useful.Obviously, this is the little fox trying to escape.Forget it, just run away, as long as he is happy.

Gradually, the frequency of calls between the father and son has grown from weekends and holidays to once every other day, once a day, or even several times a day.

Yan Yaoqin even asked Zhuoyang what he had three meals a day, what time he went to bed, and when he got up.This has become the most important and happiest part of his life.At the beginning, Zhuo Yang was a little impatient to answer the same questions again and again, but he was insisted and tortured by the other party, and finally he had no choice but to compromise.Over time, it has become a habit, and when Yan Yaoqin doesn't come to ask questions, he feels that something is missing.

It's just that any topics related to feelings are carefully avoided by each other, for fear of inadvertently breaking the balance that has been established with great difficulty, and falling into an embarrassing situation that cannot be faced again.

The time difference between Australia and Lidao is only three hours. Occasionally, when both of them are free, they will make a video call.Some things do not make sense to Mr. Logan, Zhuo Yang will go directly to Lao Yan to solve them.

In Melbourne, there are rare trams in the world, which are comfortable and convenient.Zhuo Yang hopes to be able to take the tram to and from school by himself like ordinary students.I proposed to Mr. Logan several times, but was politely rejected, and the other party insisted on driving him every day.

Zhuo Yang put on a sad face to Yan Yaoqin: "The tram is very interesting, you know, it is completely different to see Melbourne through the window of the tram, you will see many streets, pedestrians, and many wonderful scenes. Like I don’t know how many beautiful scenery I missed, it’s a pity!”

No matter how many bloody storms Yan Yaoqin has experienced outside, when he returns home, facing the face of his son thousands of miles away on the monitor, he will always let go of his cold expression and put on a gentle and gentle smile, carefully persuading him: "Okay!" Ayang, Mr. Logan is also worried about you, afraid that there are too many people on the tram, and the air will be turbid, which will be bad for your health."

"But I have kept a good record for ten months!" Zhuo Yang was very dissatisfied, his mouth bulged exaggeratedly, like a chipmunk stuffed with pulp.Since he immigrated to Australia, he has never suffered from asthma.

Seeing his son's rare childish expression, Yan Yaoqin raised his head and laughed silently in front of the screen.There is no way, he has been determined by Zhuo Yang for a long time, what is rational, what is calm, what is thinking before acting, as long as his son acts coquettishly, he will not be able to say "no".

Getting approval from Yan Yaoqin, Zhuo Yang was in a good mood.Saying goodbye indiscriminately, intending to do homework, but forgot to turn off the video button.Yan Yaoqin could see his every move, but he himself didn't notice it at all.

The lively and joyful Turkish march was playing on the hanging stereo, Zhuo Yang's mouth curled up, showing a mischievous and smart smile, and his beautiful little head moved quickly with the light and jumping notes, and his fingers were not moving. The posture of playing on the existing piano is sometimes hurried, sometimes soothing, and sometimes intoxicated.

witnessed by accident

Yan Yaoqin on the other side of the ocean was also intoxicated by this scene. He had never seen Zhuo Yang like this before.It's just a satisfaction that is too small to be small, but it can be so happy.

The Turkish march was praised by music critics as "with a virginal simplicity", and this word fits very well with his son.What's even more rare is that Zhuo Yang possesses wisdom and indifference beyond his age in addition to his spotless innocence. This combination of contradictions is exactly where his greatest charm lies.

Just looking at his son like this, listening to his voice, peeping at his seemingly stupid but actually full of wisdom in life, Yan Yaoqin felt that his body was injected with fresh and young blood, every pore, every The cells are alive.

Time passed rapidly in the countless radio exchanges, and soon, the Chinese New Year arrived.

A week in advance, lanterns and flags were flying in Swanston's Chinatown.The lion and dragon dance team sang and danced, attracting a large number of Chinese and foreign tourists to gather here to appreciate the legendary charm of 5000-year-old traditional culture.

On the day of the Spring Festival, many students expressed New Year blessings to Zhuo Yang. They were full of curiosity about the distant and mysterious East.There is a white boy named Benny who has always stubbornly believed that all yellow-skinned people are kung fu masters, all of them are like Bruce Lee or Jackie Chan, and even followed Zhuo Yang’s ass for a long time, insisting on worshiping him as a teacher He thought to himself that this Lidao kid named "Yan" was a hidden master, which made Zhuo Yang dumbfounded.

At the end of the afternoon class that day, he was pestered by Benny again as usual, and finally got rid of it, sneaked out of the school gate, and received a call from Yan Yaoqin.

Zhuo Yang thought he would receive a New Year's blessing, but unexpectedly heard Yan Yaoqin carefully asking on the phone: "A Yang, if I want to go to Australia to make dumplings for you, will you...will you welcome me?"

Zhuo Yang was taken aback, the hand holding the phone trembled unconsciously, hesitated for a long time, then smiled softly: "Why not?"

There was a long exhalation from the microphone, and he seemed to laugh in relief.

Friends kept passing by, patted Zhuo Yang on the shoulder familiarly, or waved their fingers and said "see you tomorrow".Zhuo Yang also responded one by one with a polite and friendly smile.Suddenly, his smile stopped, as if the pause button was pressed, it was frozen at a certain angle, unable to move.

Zhuo Yang glanced over his friend's shoulder inadvertently, and looked across the street. There were two low-key black cars parked there. There was a tall man in a windbreaker and sunglasses standing behind the car door, with an extremely familiar smile. Appeared in sleep, exactly the same.

Standing under the setting sun, Yan Yaoqin was covered with a layer of light golden halo, making him look warm and illusory.He has lost weight, but he is still tall and straight, like a mountain.Not far behind him are Zhang Chongjiu, who is dressed in black and looks like wood, and Ah Yi, who is grinning stupidly.

Zhuo Yang blinked hard twice, unable to believe it.

For a moment, the urge to run over and hug that person tightly surged in his heart, but under the control of his brain, he stopped his steps abruptly, and finally he only raised his arm and waved it lightly, sending out a A silent "hi".

It was only when Zhuo Yang got into Yan Yaoqin's car that he realized that he forgot to hang up the phone while still holding it in his hand.He looked Yan Yaoqin carefully from head to toe, and asked puzzledly: "Since all of you are here, why bother calling me to ask my opinion?"

Yan Yaoqin also stared at his son intently, as if he wanted to see people into his eyes.Hearing Zhuo Yang's words, he smiled calmly: "I'm afraid you won't like it."

His eyes and expression clearly told Zhuo Yang that it was not a pretty word, but a sincere one.But Zhuo Yang's playful temper was aroused, and he couldn't help teasing Lao Yan: "Oh? What if I really answer you that you don't like it?"

Yan Yaoqin replied firmly without hesitation: "Then go back directly."

"You are really..." Zhuo Yang suppressed his smile, and gave his father a sideways look, "I haven't seen you for a year, why have my brain deteriorated so much, don't you want to ask me about my attitude before coming here!"

Yan Yaoqin lowered his head, leaned a little closer to Zhuo Yang, and whispered as if sharing a secret: "I can't wait. If you agree to leave, it will take more than ten hours. If you don't agree... I just want to Just take a look and leave, at least you got your wish."

Zhuo Yang felt a soft spot in his heart being poked, sour and swollen, he was speechless for a while.After a moment of silence, I struggled to start the conversation: "At this time of the year, you should be the busiest, right?"

"Last night, I just went to a reception organized by the government to commend outstanding business people. In the evening, I had a few drinks with President Hu of the Chamber of Commerce and Director Liu of the Customs. I rushed over early this morning." Yan Yaoqin is like a primary school student, old Answer honestly.

Zhuo Yang asked seriously: "Isn't this award issued by the Asian Business Federation? Why did the Ridao government..." He was surprised that he had accidentally slipped his mouth, and swallowed the second half of the sentence in embarrassment.

That's right, he was following all the news about Yan Yaoqin, and last night he browsed the Lidao news on the Internet until late at night.In desperation, I had no choice but to search for excuses: "...it seems that the elder brother said so, but I didn't listen carefully anyway..." Of course, the elder brother is the best to use at critical moments.

How could Yan Yaoqin let go of this gratifying detail? As soon as he spoke, the invisible glass wall that was originally sealed between the father and son shattered.He knew that the little fox was still running away, but from running away from "father's feelings" to running away from "own feelings".

And in the distant East District of Lidao, in the study of Yan's mansion in Xiangfenli Road, Yan Yuxing, who was conscientiously reviewing the report, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed loudly.